Daomen Fairy Mountain.

The familiar immortals in Chunyang Palace felt deeply sorry.

Beitianmen is a bitter and cold place. It is difficult to cultivate and suppress the monsters in the dark and cold land. It is cold and lonely. Even many gods and gods do not know where Beitianmen is. The years are difficult.

Zhuquan Temple.

The kind-hearted old Huixian also heard the decree of heaven.

"Good."

Outside the gate of the dilapidated temple, Iron Ball and Monkey looked up at the sky.

"Squeak! If Bai hadn't spoken in advance, I would have hit the sky with an iron rod!"

Tie Qiu sighed. Qing Ling, who was leaning against the wooden door, suddenly missed her hometown. She missed the leisurely afternoon sunshine in Baifu, watching the stupid chicken's increasingly stupid offspring crow, watching caterpillars eating green vegetables in the field, and guarding the snake eggs hatching in the Snake Valley...

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Jiuli, a small village that believes in the white dragon as a sacred beast.

Bailong Waterfall.

The valleys are covered with moss and mottled horizontal trees.

Mu Duo looked into the distance and understood the meaning of Bai Yujun's previous words.
Chapter completed!